under Her control – part 4 – rage and compromise (FemDom – fiction)

Things could not have been going better. Othelia and Lonny were in the full swing of things.

Under Lonny’s request they were practicing hand signals and implementing protocols into their dynamic. And instead of being difficult or time consuming, they both seemed to really be thriving, not just as a couple but individually as well.

Othelia was in her prime physically. Going to the gym almost every day and having Lonny taking care of her needs before she even knew them herself. Meanwhile Lonny got the discipline and mix of pleasure, pain and pampering that was reserved for only the most special of subs.

They went to Femdom events where they titillated crowds with their BDSM displays and he made every Domme’s mouth water with his incredible demonstrations of obedience, foresight and devotion. He made every sub jealous having Othelia on the other side of his leash. She was beautiful, dynamic, loving and fun; with a cruel streak that matched his brattiness perfectly.

But when Ophelia caught wind that Lonny and Jeff had slept together she got angrier than either of them could have ever expected.

Jeff had casually mentioned it one day, asking if Lonny had discussed it with her, while they talked about upcoming holiday plans with the kids. She immediately got off the phone, left work and headed straight home.

She knew the right thing to do was cool off first, then address Lonny calmly, lovingly, with an open mind.

But her blood was coursing through her veins so strongly she could hear her heart beating in her ears and feel her veins bulging. Except Lonny wasn’t home when she got there.

So she showered, made herself a cup of tea and set out the toys she intended on using on him.

Lonny knew the moment he walked in what was wrong.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you” were the words coming out of his mouth meekly.

And while his tone seemed caring his stance seemed defiant. Which just sent her into more of a blind rage.

“Go shower and prep. I want you at position one in the bedroom in 15 minutes.”

At this Lonny’s demeanor changed drastically and a look of terror crossed his face. He started to pivot upstairs, kissing her cheek as he passed he whispered “yes queen, I’m so sorry. I will do my penance.”

Which only seemed to piss Othelia off even more.

She was in full black leather when he got into position. She had a mask over her eyes, her thigh high leather boots, her black bustier and a flouncy black leather miniskirt, under which peeked out her black stockings and garter belt. He wondered if she had her strap on underneath.

He got into Nadu position. And she didn’t hesitate for one moment. She wacked him on the back with the leather strap in her hand.

“One” he instantly cried out, wincing.

He had tears streaming down his face when she finally got to 13 and let him lay on the bed, very thankfully on his stomach.

She climbed on top of him, stroking the welts on his back with the tips of her fingers.

“Who’s name is on your ass?” She asked casually, as one would ask for the daily specials.

“Yours my Goddess” he replied quietly.

“I’m sorry, who’s?” she asked again and pulled his hair yanking his head off the bed.

“Yours” he said forcefully.

“Yes, exactly” she said and methodically got to work strapping his arms very loosely to the sides of the bed to give him ample movement and putt a full face mask on him, leaving only his mouth exposed. She grabbed a piece of ice and the candle, both having been set on the night stand for this purpose.

She ran the ice across his welts and then proceeded to drop hot wax just along the edges of them. He moaned loudly, and squirmed trying to get away.

She immediately swatted his ass with her most painful paddle “Stay still! You don’t want this to get worse. Do you?”

“Whatever my Queen wants to do to me. I am Her servant.” He replied out of breath from the still stinging hit.

“Well…..so I used to think. But now I’m not so sure you mean that. I need to be made to believe that you mean that. And so you will be the good boi I’ve taught you to be and take whatever punishment I give you without squealing. Yes?”

“Yes, thank you my Master” came his breathy reply.

But even now her libido mocked her. Her pussy was sopping wet.

So while she hadn’t planned on it, she gave in to her desires.

She had him turn around and she teased his cock to full hardness and got on top. She retrieved her bullet vibrator from the drawer and rode his hard cock furiously while the bullet pulsed on her clit.

“Thank you Goddess” Lonny whispered.

And she immediately slapped his face with full force and spit on him. “This isn’t for you slut boi, don’t speak unless spoken to. Do we need to go over these basics?”

“No, I’m sorry Master” came his choked reply.

She came so quickly it actually bothered her and so she straddled his face hard and long until she orgasmed again. Lonny gasped for air as she pinched his nose shut and suffocated him with her pussy.

When she was satisfied she had him get on all 4’s and placed her new, giant, purple dildo strap-on on. It was 10 inches of rippled, girthy, beauty.

She lubricated his ass with her tongue. And as he melted into the pleasure she stopped and swatted his ass again full force. He was undoubtedly in pain, but handling it very well.

She then lubricated the dildo and proceeded to shove it deep into his ass. He had never seen this dildo and he was completely unprepared for it mentally, but his ass told a different story, as he backed into her softly thrusting his hips up.

“Who do you belong to?” she asked again.

“Othelia, my Goddess, my adoration, the light of my life” he whimpered wanting more of the dildo thrust into him.

She promptly took it out, walked around the bed and moved her groin to his face. She slapped his face relentlessly with the dildo until it was beet red. Then she jammed it down his throat forcing him to gag over and over and over, until he was spitting out gobs of deep throat spit.

“What is it you want? Do you want real dick? Is Lonny missing being with a man?” she teased him cruelly.

“Yes…. no…..I’m sorry my Goddess.” came his clumsy reply.

“Well. I don’t accept your apology. What I want is a solution we can both agree on. You could have avoided all this had you approached me first. But, no matter, we will rectify this.”

And with that Othelia smacked his face again hard with her bare hand.

“Yes Master” he said with fading breath.

He was hitting his limit. She had only a few times prior been so severe with him and even then not for such an extensive period of time. She knew she had to stop soon and that he would need a lot of aftercare. And even though she was still mad she knew the solution was another orgasm, if she could get it out of him.

He was still on all 4’s when she positioned herself underneath him.

“I think you know what I want” she said as he located her very wet pussy with his hard cock.

There was only one way to make Othelia come in this position. He had to gently, consistently rock his hips to create friction with her clit while pushing his penis into her deeply. Again she came very rapidly, it even surprised Lonny. But he was tired and so grateful for it.

His body hurt in more places than it ever had before. Even his arms hurt from the extended time on all 4’s.

She let him lay down and covered him with a weighted blanket. She kissed him softly and caressed him for a moment.

She then prepared a bath for him, but not too hot as that would actually aggravate his markings more. She took off his mask after she led him to the bathtub. He had to acclimate his eyes to the light.

“I am really so sorry. It just happened. We had been drinking. I guess we were just really comfortable with each other and somehow it just began.” Lonny said earnestly.

“So what’s to say it won’t happen again?” she asked almost mockingly.

“I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t want to ruin what we have. I need you. I love you. This is the best relationship I have ever had and more than I’ve ever dreamt of. Please forgive me.”

He begged her with his eyes full of tears.

“So what should we do? What did this fulfil for you? Was it Jeff himself or is it being with a man? Did you top him or did he top you?”

She asked in a disjointed stream.

He looked at her tenderly, unsure what to say.

“I need to know so that we can find a solution here. Tell me everything that happened that night in full detail” she asked.

She softly washed Lonny and gently worked around his many welts.

She had a beverage and snacks ready for him. He was a bit weak and very tired so she fed him lovingly while he told her all the specifics.

“Hmmmm…hard to say who seduced who there. I suppose you had probably been building sexual tension for a while.” she paused a moment while Lonny looked at her pensively.

“What if we find you a submissive boi of your own? From what you said it seems you were mostly the dominant.” and she stared at him intently.

Completely caught off guard Lonny stammered his reply

“yes, I guess I was. I…. I…. I never anticipated this. I didn’t know this was any kind of option for us.” he said quite unsure of his words and how she would receive them.

“Lonny, when have you not known me to negotiate win/win terms? How do you think I have not only succeeded in business but actually make friends along the way? I do that by playing fair with all parties, even when they don’t always play fair with me.” and she gave him a scalding look.

He looked down embarrassed “I’m truly so sorry. I got carried away and I never meant to hurt you.” he pleaded.

“I know” she said. “If you had true intentions and really wanted to get away with this you would have been discreet and found a partner completely separate from my world, but that wasn’t the case, was it?”

He was always amazed by her being able to get right to the heart of every matter as if the grasping of human emotion and logic came easily to her.

“Would you like that?” she asked veering him back to the conversation. She knew he needed to rest soon but she wanted to set a clear path for them and for him.

“Yes please” he said in a way that made it seem more like a question.

She couldn’t help but laugh. He was so endearing.

“Ok. Let’s work on finding us a submissive. I have final approval and oversight. But you will handle him on a day to day basis. Does this sound good?”

He looked at her very confused. This was not what he had expected at all. He hoped he could get her forgiveness and they could reset, but he never anticipated this chain of events.

He was starting to wane. She got him out of the bath and dried him off. She put a soothing balm on his markings and laid him gentle to bed.

“What about Jeff?” he asked between a deep yawn.

And Othelia let out a large boisterous laugh which startled Lonny.

“I ended things with him for a reason. Let’s definitely table that for now and probably indefinitely” she said, still laughing.

The balls on this boi!! She thought to herself rolling her eyes as she turned off the lights and let him rest.

“This should be fun” she mumbled under her breath closing the door.

Well….she had always joked with her other Domme friends that she wanted a harem. But she had never really planned on making it happen.

Now it was a matter of logistics and finding just the right person to please them both. What fun!

To be continued…….

Author: porngirl3

I have always enjoyed reading and writing. Maybe because I have always been on the quiet and reclusive side; which most people may not guess at first glance or if seeing me in a social setting, especially around people I am comfortable with but it’s also not something I have an issue with. I need solitude to recharge. Writing gives me the peace and time to renew myself...here that is offered to you for your enjoyment and pleasure as well. I hope. Lol

2 thoughts on “under Her control – part 4 – rage and compromise (FemDom – fiction)”

    1. Lol. I write each part and have no clue where it will go. As soon as I’m done with one my mind goes blank. I have no idea where it’s going. Then the idea percolates and I write the next one. And I get wiped clear again. Right now I literally don’t know what’s next, if anything at all. And you’re right. I should put these on FetLife. You’re so smart.

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